Kathleen looked around her to make sure the dog, Pandora was no where in sight before hurrying out through the gate. Being out now and walking down the street she couldn't help feeling out of place in her outfit. This was the kind of neighborhood where you always had to be fresh. She looked down at her dull shapeless gown and could swear that anyone who would see her would assume she was an house girl.
She had never been one to care about her physical appearance but now she remembered she had failed to wash her face or even check her hair in the mirror to know how rough it looked. It was bad enough that she had failed to even take her phone with her, else she would have used her phone's camera to check her appearance.
